The Strongest Supporting Role in Martial Arts: the Beginning of a Sword Book to Ward off Evil

At this moment, a lot of disputes broke out in the team, the 5th rank of the team with average strength.

Ten people 10 seem to be a large group, but they are constantly quarreling with each other over trivial matters, and their sharp scolding echoes in the jungle.

"I said, everyone, you guys are really in a good mood. You can still have such a leisurely and elegant quarrel with each other at this time. I really look at me."

In the woods, a joking sound suddenly sounded.

At this time, several talents stopped arguing and looked in the direction of the sound, but there was nothing.

"Whoever has the guts will come out!"

Among the few people, the bolder one shouted at the trees in the forest.

He doesn't know the exact location either.

"A group of freshmen, didn't the elder who brought you in told you that your senior wants to play a little game with you?"

In the jungle, the voice rang again.

Everyone couldn't tell where the sound came from.

Only then did everyone recall that Su Mu had indeed said that they played some small games in the academy, but Su Mu did not explicitly say what kind of games they were.

But when everyone heard the tone of this person's words, it was obvious that they were their seniors, so they gave up their guard.

"Dare to ask, what game does this senior want to play with me?"

A strange student suddenly asked.

"Haha, it seems that your guide elders really didn't tell you.

Well, as your senior, I will tell you what game to play, and the name of this game is - Hunting Contest."

"Hunting Contest"

Everyone was stunned, obviously they didn't know what a hunting competition was.

I only heard the person in the jungle continue to say: "The so-called hunting competition is very understandable.

To put it simply, we are old hunters, and your new ones are prey.

We'll hunt you down!"

When everyone heard this, their expressions changed greatly.

One said: "Student, stop joking.

We are brothers and sisters.

How could it be a hunter-prey relationship?"

"Hahaha..." Hearing the new student's words, the people in the dense forest burst into laughter and said:"

Don't be too busy calling Senior Brother, you haven't stepped into the inner courtyard yet.

Let's talk about it when you actually enter the inner courtyard.

If you are unfortunately hunted by me, then you will lose the qualification to enter the inner court.

So I can't be your senior brother."

The further back the words were spoken, the voice became: the colder and colder.

The freshmen are not fools, and they obviously feel that what their students say is not false.

All of a sudden, everyone looked solemn and waited, they knew what they were going to face next.

"Hehe, looking at your posture, you should be ready, okay, senior brother will come to hunt you down."

As soon as the voice fell, a gust of wind was heard.

The branches and leaves in the woods squeaked... squeaks.

People looked towards the place where the sound came from, and saw a black figure crawling on top of the trees, from a distance, it looked like a bat in the dark night.

Only close enough to see his face, this man is none other than Ringo, who had previously insisted on hunting independently.

When people saw Linger's figure, they all condensed their vindictive energy to protect themselves, and each took out their weapons and treasures.

"Haha, it seems that your family background is extraordinary. The family has prepared so many treasures for you, but it is a pity that after a while... these treasures will not belong to you."

Hearing a thud...!, everyone was in a trance, and Linger disappeared in place.

The clever man shouted: "Gather together!"

But it's still too late, only to hear "ah"

With a bang, the two freshmen were knocked to the ground.

The chips on his body were also missing.

The crowd quickly gathered together.

Form a circle and watch your next move from time to time.

"It's useless, you are a bunch of chickens huddled together, and you don't even have a fighting spirit. It's just... . . .

Ringo's voice came from above their heads, and people raised their weapons and pointed to the sky.